The Moon Sword Sect can grow into a large sect, and it has experienced all kinds of storms, and its means will not be much less than going to the door. "≤ Ding" ≤ "≤ Xiao≤" said, "Since the surrounding continents have ideas about the Moon Sword Sect, they want to take advantage of the opportunity of the Moon Sword Sect's infant realm cultivators to test the Moon Sword Sect, then the Moon Sword Sect will naturally not let go of this opportunity."

After all, this is Yinzhou, and how many people come from the sect outside, the Moon Sword Sect plans to eat as many as possible. In the end, the resources were allocated to the native monks of Yinzhou.

The so-called Tianmen Mountain Conference, you can't think too brightly, this is the follow-up means of the Moon Sword Sect to clean up Yinzhou, anyone who does not listen to the command of the Moon Sword Sect will basically be swept away by this wave.

"I understand, Longgong Mountain and Wuluo Peak, I want it. The inheritance of Wuluo Peak must continue, here in Longgong Mountain, after my senior sister and I left, the Moon Sword Sect just remembered to accept it. Ye Ting is like a master of the house.

He suppressed the sword boy for this purpose. The strong in the cultivation world are respected, and he can't rely only on the name of his master, and the Moon Sword Sect has been stimulated, and there are already monks ready to advance to the virtual realm.

Ye Ting's swordsmanship is superb, even Zhang Wang admires it. Several monks did the things he explained to do separately, and Ye Ting himself took Zhu Yanlei and Nagarjuna and left in vain.

Ye Ting cleaned up his space again, exchanged the things that he absolutely didn't need, and exchanged them all for money. This talisman money is still a very important thing, and it is directly used to cast spells, which can increase the power of spells a lot, which is equivalent to smashing people with money.

One or two rune coins are nothing, and at a critical moment, if you smash a few hundred rune coins out, it is possible to reverse the situation.

I wish Leto Ye Ting's blessings, and I also disposed of the materials on my body. He was born and died on the stars for many years, and he can be regarded as wealthy, but he has no benefits for Ye Ting.

Ye Ting exchanged one hundred and fifty purple jade talisman coins for one purple jade talisman at the ratio of one hundred and ten white jade talisman coins. This purple jade talisman money is something that can be used all the way to the infant realm. Most formations that need to be inlaid with jade or talisman money can be dealt with with with purple jade talisman money.

When he exchanged huàn, the monks of the Moon Sword Sect were still quite distressed. Helplessly, Ye Ting insisted, so he had to give it to him.

Ye Ting now has a green jade rune coin, one hundred and seventy-two purple jade rune coins, and more than a thousand white jade rune coins. These funds. You can buy a sufficient amount of material pills, and low-grade things like purple gold rune money will not be needed after Ye Ting builds the foundation.

Without the support of the master, although these talismans can be called rich, they can't let Ye Ting practice all the way to the infant realm, Ye Ting also knows that after leaving Yinzhou, when Yu Wenxuan's background gradually fades, that is the time to really rely on himself. When the time comes, I want to trade with large sects. It's just too hard.

Even if his strength is enough to protect himself, it is impossible for this kind of exchange to happen today, this kind of exchange is usually the other way around, and the sect will definitely not sell purple jade talismans.

While he is still in the Moon Sword Sect, he should make more money.

The three of them and one demon all used the armor horse talisman, crossed the mountains and mountains, and went all the way to Tianmen Mountain. A huge bazaar has formed around Tianmen Mountain. Ye Ting had never seen so many scattered cultivators in his previous life.

These bazaars have been somewhat ordered, scattered around each intersection into the Tianmen Mountain area. Ye Ting's group is full of golden light. It attracted the attention of many monks.

Ye Ting also slowed down and no longer hurried with the armor horse talisman. It was still early, so he chose a bazaar to enter, and this bazaar was different from that of mortals, although it was set up in a hurry, but it was not small in scale. There are nine vertical and horizontal streets, the terrain is flat, and there are many shops, and it is not enough to set up a stall on the ground.

Ye Ting saw from a distance that a casual cultivator had just set up a stall at an intersection, and was driven away by several monks. The monk was obviously new and didn't know the rules yet, so he immediately shouted and wanted to call the other loose cultivators to come over and comment.

Then the loose cultivator was punched and kicked, snatched the storage bag from his body, sealed the meridians, and threw him out of the market.

"It's really pitiful!" Ye Ting sighed, "Isn't there anyone to help him?"

However, Xiao Bai was accustomed to Ye Ting's jokes, Zhu Yanlei himself was from the Demon Sect and would not take it seriously, Nagarjuna saw that the monk had no value to eat, and the poor monk was thrown under a stone, the only luck was that there were no demon beasts around here, otherwise it might be eaten.

Ye Ting passed by this casual cultivator, and Ye Ting suddenly stopped and looked down at the motionless casual cultivator.

Is......

I actually know this guy, and he is one of the people who killed him in his previous life. However, Ye Ting did not have the slightest comfort, this kind of goods was destined to have little intersection with him in this life.

The monk's face turned pale, and he looked at Ye Ting, who casually unlocked the blockade of his meridians and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

The monk didn't answer, Ye Ting retracted his breath, but the Zhu Yan Lei behind him, no matter how he converged, was also in the realm of Jiedan, and it was not very stable, and the pressure he exuded made him not dare to talk nonsense.

"In the world, why should there be scattered cultivation?" Ye Ting frowned, as if talking to himself. That Sanxiu's face changed greatly, Ye Ting's words didn't mean to care. It sounded like the young monk hated casual cultivation.

"In his life, he doesn't pursue immortal paths, he just wants to be as strong as possible and enjoy more. Such a monk is better when he dies. Ye Ting looked at the monk's face, the memory was so far away, he didn't feel a little sentimental.

"Spare your life!" San Xiu cried.

"Why?" Ye Ting asked rhetorically.

Sanxiu didn't know how to answer, Ye Ting shook his head, no longer paid attention to this Sanxiu, and entered the bazaar with Nagarjuna and the others, he thought about killing this person, but this Sanxiu was destined to not be able to marry in this life, and the rest of his life was only twenty or thirty years, and killing him would also stain his hands.

Suddenly, the monk shouted from behind, "Master, are you willing to take me as a slave!"

"Don't. Ye Ting's voice was indifferent, if this person had no grudge against him in his previous life, he would still use it to make use of it to do something in this bazaar. That bit of grudge made Sanxiu not even qualified to be used.

"Childe, this bazaar is in a good location, and from this direction, it can be regarded as the only way to go. Zhu Yanlei entered the role and called Ye Tingkou a son.

"There is no grudge, how can we take away other people's territory, and now we have enough manpower, what do we want this market to do. Ye Ting looked indifferent.

Although the outer territories can accept more customers, he does not need to make this kind of money. In the peripheral bazaars, the main trading currency is still universal rune money, and even purple gold rune money is very rare.

"Young master, this is not to make money, if Baizhangmen wants to recruit people, this position is not bad, and if you forcibly take it down, you can keep it, and you can also create a momentum. Zhu Yanlei continued to speak, but Ye Ting looked at Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai nodded and said: "The Moon Sword Sect doesn't care about this, but the location of this bazaar is so good, if the other party can maintain order, at least a small sect can do it, and there will be a Jiedan monk." If it is a large sect, the power is already close to that of a small sect, and there will be more monks in Jiedan. ”

"You're talking about the difficulty......" Ye Ting's words were not finished, and there were already twelve monks walking around the street corner in front of him, and the first one had a bad face.

"Xiao Bai, isn't this our son-in-law causing trouble?" Nagarjuna looked at the dozen or so monks approaching, and smiled.

"No, the Moon Sword Sect will definitely not pursue it. Xiao Bai replied, the other party actually wanted to establish authority on Ye Ting, this is the most unlucky thing, there are not many monks on the street, but this kind of thing, they can take the initiative to publicize it.

"Stop!" The monk at the head pointed at Ye Ting from a distance, and he saw Ye Ting upstairs unlocking the seal of the bloodline for that scattered cultivator.

Ye Ting was still moving forward, and his speed did not change at all.

The monk changed color and shouted, "I'll let you stop!"

Ye Ting continued to move forward, and the monk suddenly had a long banner in his hand and poked it to the ground.

The sound of Ye Ting's footsteps suddenly became very loud, step by step, without the intention of stopping. The rest of the monks suddenly became nervous, and they showed their weapons and equipment one after another, Ye Ting walked in front of the monk two feet away before stopping, looking lazy, and said, "Why are you blocking the road, are you going to rob?"

"Friend, don't break the rules. The monk said, holding the pole of the long banner with his hand, and the true qi was sent in, and a faint murderous aura emanated from the long flag, and a snow-white skull flew up from the long flag, hovering above, making a whining sound.

"Whose rules?" Ye Ting's head turned slightly sideways, looking at the skull on the long flag, with a somewhat curious look.

"Bone Gate!"

"I was scared to death, I thought it was the Moon Sword Sect. Ye Ting touched his chest with his hand, and that expression simply made the monk on the other side angry, and the other party was forcibly provoking.

It's just that the White Bone Gate has set up a market here and rented out shops, and it is impossible to be unreasonable and solve the problem with only strength. There are rules here, no matter what Ye Ting does, he has to say the rules.

After that, he can kill.

"You're so ugly. Ye Ting shook his head, and the words he said no longer belonged to the category of monks.

The monk pointed with his hand, and the snow-white skull instantly arrived in front of Ye Ting, and he opened his mouth to bite it. The real attack was not the gnawing of the skull, but the two red lines shot out of the eye sockets of the skull.

Ye Ting drew his sword and slashed forward, the snow-white skull was cut off by him, and a painful roar came from the long flag.

"Magic weapon!"

"Magic weapon!"

The monks of the White Bone Gate exclaimed one by one, the magic weapon is nothing, they have seen a lot, but the magic weapon has really never been seen, but they have heard a lot of descriptions of the magic weapon.

"If you dare to do something to my son-in-law, then you will all die. When Zhu Yanlei said such things, he was also disgusted in his heart. It's just that during the rehearsal, Nagarjuna insisted that he speak like this, which is said to be in the southern style.

A thunderbolt lit up in Zhu Yanlei's palm, and it hit the forehead of the monk holding the flag, and the monk's eyes suddenly became dull, and a fire dragon flew up in Zhu Yanlei's sleeve, and in a blink of an eye, it was ten zhang long, and all the monks on the street were swept in.

Ye Ting put away his sword and looked at a tall building in the distance, and there was a white-clothed monk upstairs, who was also looking at the battlefield.

This person seems to be a few points stronger than Zhu Yanlei? (To be continued......)

ps: The power outage is not only that you can't write, but also that you don't have air conditioning, but fortunately it's not India...... R527